Elise's eyes were glazed over as she walked down the corridors from the seventh floor, trying to take the longest route to the Great Hall as she could to attempt to prolong the time she had left in the castle. She wished she could say like the others in her year that she was coming back the next term but she couldn't. It was like a premature goodbye, she decided as she ran her fingers lightly across the cold walls, felt the wood of the banisters more acutely as she went down the stairs.

Almost but not quite falling into the trick step on the way down, she bit her lip when it came to the doorway. This was it. Her last time at the Ravenclaw table, the last end-of-term feast. She wasn't ready to leave but she had to. It was her time.

Quite mournfully, she made her way to the table. They hadn't won the house cup but it was probably her most productive year so far. She even got an Exceeds Expectations in Ancient Runes, for Merlin's sake. She'd lead her team to win the last match of the season. She had a lot to be proud of. Taking a seat somewhere near the middle of the table, she watched the Great Hall fill up slowly but surely. Her team didn't even know yet.

Another School Year was basically over. Even though they were last in The House Cup and Quidditch. It had been a fun year. But now was the time to remember the Seventh Years who were leaving. Plus It meant he was going to be a Fifth Year next term. Weird. Nigel walked over to the Ravenclaw table and did not think he was that early. But apparently he was. The only person there was Captain, so far.

"Hey Captain" Nigel said.

Nigel took a seat and looked down to see they still had solo cups and plastic silverware. Well at least it is consistent.

"Hey, 'Lise," Mo wasn't exactly bouncy as he dropped onto the bench beside Elise, but he was significantly more upbeat than he'd been even a few days ago. The effects of the Slytherin-poison-syrup was mostly worn off by now, although Mo was sort of missing how exciting and lovely the world had looked when he'd still been an ice cream eater.

Still. He felt good. "You look like someone's running around stealing birthdays. Cheer up, okay? We'll win it next year." Or they wouldn't. Turned out that Mo didn't care so much about winning so long as they played well and tried hard and had fun. He had a liiiiiittle bit of Hufflepuff in his soul, hiding right behind the big chunk of Gryffindor and bigger piece of Ravenclaw.

So food, then. Food? "They should feed us first and talk at us later, don't you think? I come here hungry and then have to wait and practically end up eating my own hand in the process." And he preferred not being driven to self-cannibalism.

Dora was still at a loss about everything when she walked into the great hall for the second time this year. She had Alice's hand, and like the opening feast she wasn't looking at other tables, even though it wasn't a rule. She was just extremely worried about her best friend, and so all the attention went to her.

Heading over to her table, she took a seat not far from Mo and Nigel yet still close to the doors in case she wanted to leave and do other things. They could totally do other things if she wanted.

She wasn't sure what to say here and now, she just sat in silence and frowned at the disposable plates and utensils.

It had taken every ounce of Alice's strength not to bring Piggit to the feast this year. She was nearly sixteen, and nearly sixteen year olds weren't supposed to bring pig rabbit teddy bears to feasts. But she had a Dora, which was pretty much just as nice, so it was okay.

Clinging to her best friend's hand tightly, she waved as cheerfully as she could at Mo and Nigel and sank down next to the Ravenclaw. Blue, blue everywhere. Her cup wasn't red, because she was at the blue table. Even though her Gryffindor tie and bright red Captain's badge made her stick out like a sore thumb in the midst of the sea of eagles, it felt a little better over here. Could she stay? They'd let her stay, right?

She had no plans to move.

Alice was a claw today.

....Heh. Well, since the Slytherin table seemed to be quiet and sad, or maybe that was just the way she felt because West was being quiet and sad and not eating cannolis, Cat decided to bring out the rest of her boxes and hand them over to the right people before she someone decided to eat them all up.

Besides, it was definitely a good idea to get rid of them before the 'feast' started. With a grin, Cat stopped behind the Branxton boy and mussed his hair with her free hand before depositing a box of cannolis in front of him. He'd only been whining and giving her girlfriend glares about them. "Hello boys." Belated greetings to you both. Nigel got a box too.

Was that an ALICE over there?!

"Relocation, Ni. Budge down and sit by Dora," Mo mussed Elise's hair and left her to her moping as he slid off the bench. Cat's cannoli got a kiss, and then Cat got one, and then the cannoli got one again. Priorities, you know? He'd been waiting ages for these, and he was starving.

"You're an angel," Mo informed Cat with complete solemnity as he slid an arm around her waist and pointed her down the table. They were sitting with Dora and Alice. He even let Cat pick a seat first before sitting beside her. "So. Diagon Alley. We're going. Clear your schedule."

Mo has spoken.

Nigel smiled as Dora and Alice walked to the table. The more the merrier and even Cat was here. Though Nigel understood why. But was surprised he got a box also. From what he could smell. It was Cannolis. Awesome!

"Okay, Okay, Thanks Cat"

Nigel said as he budged on down the table. To leave Cat and Mo to themselves. That plus Article Twelve of the Bro Code, Bros do not share desserts. Meant time for Nigel to eat some Cannolis. Yum.

"Marcus Orion and Nigel. Can you believe they're still feeding us on this stuff?" She pointed to the paper plate seated in front on of her with a displeased expression before pushing it aside and replacing it with miniaturized proper plates and utensils that she'd shrunk long before heading down here. "Hey, Cat." She did see the girl and even gave her a small forced smile of sorts.

Kinda hard to be all smiley cos of reasons.

She squeezed the older girl's hand and looked over at her, giving her a more sincere smile. "I got plates and cutlery for you too." So she wouldn't have to eat of plastic.

"Where are MY cannolis?" Hmm, Cat? 'Cause Alice needed them more than anybody else there, obviously. She wasn't all that hungry today, anyway, so she could probably just have her friend's cooking for dinner and not bother with the awful Hogwarts food. And she could eat on her best friend's cutlery. "No plastic?" Dora was her favorite. She got hand squeezes back.

Nigel got as much of a grin as Alice could muster, and then she was giving Cat and Mo all the pitiful looks. Depressed fifteen year old with a broken heart over here, okay? Could they hurry up the couple talk so Caterina Ocarina could hand over the cannolis?

There was no better remedy to sadness than eating your feelings.

Ohh a kiss... her boyfriend was kissing a pastry. What. Cat blinked in his direction and just shook her head. Alright. Maybe he WAS hungry. Kissing food was a good sign of that, right? She smiled at Nigel as he scooted. Nice Ravenclaws to let her sit with them. They were all getting mental head pats.

"Well, I try." Good compliments from boyfriends were good. Hehe.

Cat sat and raised an eyebrow at Mo's decisions. "When? You say this like we're going right NOW." She wasn't opposed or anything, but she needed more details than that. "You should try that." She added, gesturing to the cannolis. "S'good."

She glanced over at the other Ravenclaw boy she'd come over to see and gave him a nod of acknowledgement. "Sup Nigel. You think I can pull off being a Ravenclaw for the time being?" Hmm? As long as they were all, ya know, HERE. She liked this table, there were good people at this table.

Ooooh. A smile. Well, sort of. A little one, anyway, but it counted and Cat would take it. She smiled back. "Hi Dora. You like cannolis? I made some for you too, in case." Ya know. People liked sweet things and if Dora didn't want them, she'd just end up giving them to Alice and that would be where they would end up anyway.

GOODNESS.

Needy Alice was NEEDY. Cat got up and made a point to stand by Alice and personally hand her the specially marked box of cannolis. "There, just for Alices. Specially made." With love and stuff. Eat them up. She patted Alice on the head and went back to sit beside Mo.

Hi Mo.

Kat was going to head back over to the Slytherin table later when the important people in her house arrived. While they haven't arrived yet, Kat found the time to make it to the Ravenclaw House Table. She had a best friend to see before she left Hogwarts. Yeah, Elise Alienne Fairfield was never going back to Hogwarts after this night. The thought of it already made Kat sick to her stomach... but why would she not let her bestie say no to such a huge offer? She had to accept it because it was a big opportunity and as a bestie, Kat was always going to support her. No matter what.

Eyes searching for a familiar blonde, Kat recognised other Ravenclaws. There was Mo and then Dora. Some were even from other Houses like Alice and then... the other Slytherin she saw earlier at their Table. Okay, she'll have to make sure she knew her name before she left next term. Uhm yeah. And then that was when she saw Elise.

...

The Slytherin prefect quietly made her way towards her best friend and tapped her shoulder. Hello, we're here to hug you.

The recluse had made her way down from the seventh floor for something other than hanging around with certain people at the tree house and well, she’d been startled into hiding after the dementors. And now things were calm which was good. She took the quickest route she could find and bounced on the balls of her feet as she glanced around the great hall. So Kaiden wasn’t there…ah well she had other friends she needed to talk to.

She was practically skipping into the great hall – oh…hey look it was Alice and Dora…she did have to wonder if both of them wanted to attack her about the hair-thing. Nervously she made her way to the claw table and found a place not too far off from Nigel, Mo, Dora, Elise, and Alice…and Cat.

Glancing over to Cat she smiled, sure she’d never really introduced herself to her but that was more because well…girls, Mika wasn’t the most confident at making friends with girls. Even ones who seemed nice. “Canolis?” She glanced at one of the boxes and smiled, “did you make them?” She asked kindly, “Oh…um, I’m Amelia” she introduced herself for the first time…officially that is.

She did send Alice, Mo, Dora, and Nigel quick smiles before giving Elise one as well. That was when she noticed Elise’s sad sad look. Why was she so sad? She wondered as she cocked her head to the side. ”Hey Captain” she smiled beaming at Elise. ”You did a great job at being Captain – awesome really…we’ll be awesome next term” she smiled like a 60 watt bulb not knowing that Elise wasn’t going to be there next term at all. If she had she would have pouted and then told Elise that she would owl her about the happenings at school if she wanted to know…and well…let her know how the new captain was if she made the team.

Elise was interrupted from her sea of thoughts by someone greeting her with her title. Smiling a little, she looked up and offered Nigel a finger-wiggle. No matter how much she may have told the guy to call her Elise, he was as stubborn as a rock. It was probably something she was going to miss the most about the guy. "Hey, Nigel," she said, slightly later than she should have. It didn't matter, though. Nope.



It was Mo, sliding rather happily into the seat next to her on the bench. His grin was pretty contagious and Elise was kind of smiling too. The thought of birthdays being stolen was really quite genius. Did he come up with that term? If he did, Elise was pretty proud of him even if she really had no reason to be. Nodding a little, she turned to face the Branxton.

"I'm sure you guys will."

He was a Ravenclaw, he could figure out what she meant.



Elise hardly noticed her hair being ruffled when Mika pretty much bounced into the Great Hall, looking like she'd swallowed the sun or something like that. The beaming was really quite blinding. Blushing a light pink, she ducked her head slightly in what was pretty much reflex now. Hide the blush before it got worse.

"Thanks, Mika," she smiled, meeting the other blonde Ravenclaw's eyes. "It's a team effort. I couldn't have captained half as well if I didn't have such an amazing, supportive team. You're all the best, so thank you. I'm really sure you guys'll get the cup next term." Or maybe not? Whatever happened, she couldn't be more proud of them. They had the best sportsmanship she'd ever seen, even if they hadn't won the Cup that term. Either cup.



Elise was not very discreetly staring at the Slytherin table, looking for certain people that she wanted to see before she left for the last time. Not just the boyfriend, but the bestie. Maybe even the Slytherin Quidditch Captain. She didn't want to leave on bad terms with people and she'd make amends with Montmoroncy on the train. If she could hold herself together long enough, that was.

Seeing neither of them there, Elise was somewhat disappointed but they were probably running late. Chris wasn't known to be early and Montmorency was probably trying to savour his last moments in the dungeons. Kat, though. Where was she? She was usually early for this sort of stuff, which struck Elise as weird.

Then, feeling a tap on her shoulder Elise turned around. Blue eyes meeting green ones, she got out of the bench and stood numbly for a while. Yeah, Kat. She was just going to stare at you for a little while, okay?

Stare.

That was feast wasn't going to begin just yet. Usually they waited for, if not all, the majority of the students to arrive. The Staff table wasn't even complete yet so Kat and the others definitely still had time to say farewell to the graduating students. She took this opportunity to see the people from other houses and extend her good byes and best wishes to them. Especially her best friend.

Because she wouldn't come back.

Ever.

There was her bestie. Standing in front of her, no words at all. Kat sort of did the same too because it was just a bit sad to do something else like that. Cos really, after tonight and probably tomorrow during the train ride, Kat would be oddly quiet. Or not. It would depend. A lot of people were leaving Hogwarts, with the graduates and some people who got offered something big for their future.

Finally moving, Kat wrapped her arms around Elise... and hugged her. Yeah... this was just sad.

Honestly, the entire final week of school had practically been spent hiding out in the library. Not that Kendall really had felt the need to do that much reading, but after the dementors had apparently been all over the castle, she’d been afraid to go anywhere else. She’d gone back to the tower to sleep, using the last few knuts in her bag, but other than that, she’d been kind of a hermit. It was the last night, though, and the end or term feast, so she’d decided to venture out again. As far as she could tell, the dementors had gone elsewhere, and there hadn’t been any other creature invasions. Headmistress Truebridge probably wouldn’t have even let the feast happen if there was still danger, so she was going to venture out. Besides, she missed a lot of people who she figured hadn’t known where she’d been hiding, and she had to find Patrick at least to see if he could replenish her chocolate stash. It had gotten rather depleted while she’d been on guard against the dementors. She had enough to get through until the train ride was over if she rationed, but other than that she needed more. Plus, she just needed her boyfriend.

First, though, she headed for her own house table. The very mood in the room had tinted the pink streaks in her hair kind of purplish, with the rest of her auburn hair faintly indigo as well, but she didn’t bother worrying about that getting notice. Nobody really seemed to be trying to be observant anyway, although she’d listened in as Mo and the group he’d been sitting with mentioned cannolis, giving the younger Claw boy and the others a smile. She’d pulled out another small chocolate bar and started nibbling at it as she kept walking, looking for the perfect spot to sit at, intentionally dropping another onto the table in front of Mika. If anything, she knew the blonde would appreciate it, and the smile she’d sent with it before she settled into a seat not far from where Katrina was, well, being stared at by Elise. She figured she could talk to the blonde Slytherin later, once the now-hugging was done with, but she did give her another quiet smile. Quiet Kendall wasn’t normal, but she couldn’t find it in her to be hyper after everything else this term. Half the staff members didn’t even look like they were there yet, which made her suspicious. This wasn’t like every other feast she’d been to over her six terms at Hogwarts, and it was just weird and depressing and just bad.

It was just staring, for quite a long time. Elise could hardly open her mouth to speak and she wasn't sure that she wanted to anymore. Was this how it felt to be a graduating student? Just standing there, wanting to hug everyone and everything but at the same time wanting to just try and memorize every part of the castle while they still could? It wasn't easy, that was for sure. It was probably worse that she wasn't even going to get to be a seventh year but life-changing opportunities couldn't just be passed up like that.

But when her bestie hugged her, she pretty much lost that tiny degree of self-control she had left. It was like she just realized that she wouldn't be there to goof off with Kat behind the Professors' backs or injure her in a match. She wouldn't be able to squeal with excitement over the most random of things and she would miss that, a lot more than she'd thought she would.

"I'll miss y-you," she whispered, a single tear running down her cheek. It was probably a good thing that she wasn't facing her table because if they saw her cry, she'd never quite forgive herself. The fact remained, though.

She was't coming back next year.

Eyes straight ahead. If he glimpsed that harpy he might vomit on her existence. Mhm. So with a smile on his face, Garrick slid into a seat near Dora and propped his chin in his hand.

"Glad this year is over, everyone?" He was. He could get to the beach now. And like... he didn't have to worry about running into people (a particular person really) that were dead to him.

THIS WAS REASON TO SMILE BIGGER STILL.

Now where was Benjy? And Blue? WHERE WAS BLUUUUUUUE?

Realizing that he could no longer delay the inevitable, Ethan began making his long descent from Ravenclaw tower to the Ravenclaw table. This would officially be the last time he would be dining at the Great Hall and, after today, he would no longer be gracing the corridors of Hogwarts with his presence. Deep in thought as he headed in to the End of Term feast, the soon-to-be graduate's heart was full of conflicting emotions.

Tonight's feast, along with leaving itself, would be bittersweet, he figured. He hadn't even wanted to come to Hogwarts nearly three years ago, but in the end, he was glad that he came to the school he now considered his own. Though much of this term had personally been difficult for the 18 year old, he wouldn't exchange his experiences here for anything. Even if the dementors and ice cream craziness had him spending months wishing the term would be over, now that it was coming to an end he was a little reluctant to leave some of the people and memories behind. Looking back, he really did have a great three years here.

His mind still focused on what he'd be leaving behind and what was still to come, Ethan approached his house table and lowered himself on the bench, only vaguely aware of the presence of others around him. He muttered a hello to those nearest him and almost subconsciously pulled out the tableware he had owled from home at the start of term from his messenger bag. Still consumed with his thoughts, he allowed his eyes to drift over to the Hufflepuff table and the Staff table, while he propped his head with one hand and distractedly tapped his fingers on the table with the other.

Taylor bounced into the great hall and went to the Ravenclaw table. She started barking like a dog, WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!" Tay laughed and beamed a smile, sitting down at a random place at the Ravenclaw table. Taylor looked around to see if anyone she knew was there. She looked at the solo cups and stuff like that. Taylor didnt know why she was barking like a dog... it just seemed fun at the moment. She watched for anyone's reactions to it.

"It's one possibility," Benjy commented, as he reached the Ravenclaw table a short ways behind his cousin. Sliding in beside Garrick, he tilted his head thoughtfully. "It wasn't the best of years, granted..." He should have known that from the moment he wiped out in the middle of King's Cross, or when he got a punch before even reaching the castle or just any of Garrick's more dramatic moments really.

"And for once, I'm really looking forward to the summer." He looked a little smug at that one. "I mean, being at home. I always look forward to the family trip." Y'know, just to clarify.

Minerva had just left the Slytherin table and her talk with Daichi. She decided it was time to face reality and head towards the claw table. Walking slower than a snail she stopped and watched everyone talking. Chewing on her lower lip she couldn't help but see Ethan alone. Had he just gotten there? Maybe she shouldn't go over already.. Maybe she should give him more time to be with his friends and things, but she didn't have much time left either with him.. at least here. She couldn't help but think of the last two years.. Meeting by accident really. If it wasn't for her needing a partner for the fire crabs she wondered if everything would have still ended up the way it did. Fire crabs would always have a new meeting to her. Then how she figured she would never have a shot at him after announcing to the entire school just how cute she thought he was. A small laugh left her lips at this thought.

All the classes, working together, studying together, and just having fun around the school. The date at the lake, that pathway.. she couldn't help but shudder at how that special moment was now ruined by that horrible Valentines day. She thought about all the bad that had gone on and how he was still with her. How he told her he wanted to take care of her and now he was leaving.. She was stuck an entire term without him. She wibbled frozen to the spot. Not sure she could even move, but she had to. She needed to be next to him like she always was.

She knew she had to look a mess.. Her eyes were already stinging from the crying she had done, they felt like they were permanently puffy. She didn't even bother with eye liner the last few weeks knowing it would just streak with the tears. As she walked slowly up behind him a thought came to her. Maybe the thought would make this easier.. She had been reading plenty of poetry books lately so it wouldn't be weird.. would it?

Not caring she put her hand through his hair and sat down next to him. " O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?, Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet." Giving him the smallest of smiles she hoped that could at least give away some of the sad tension she knew would be around. She didn't care if anyone had heard and thought it was weird... He was sort of her romeo.. They were from two different worlds.. just no one was telling them they couldn't be together. Which was a good thing, because there was no way she was not being with this boy..

SPOILER!!: Elise

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Originally Posted by iceblossom22

Elise was interrupted from her sea of thoughts by someone greeting her with her title. Smiling a little, she looked up and offered Nigel a finger-wiggle. No matter how much she may have told the guy to call her Elise, he was as stubborn as a rock. It was probably something she was going to miss the most about the guy. "Hey, Nigel," she said, slightly later than she should have. It didn't matter, though. Nope.



It was Mo, sliding rather happily into the seat next to her on the bench. His grin was pretty contagious and Elise was kind of smiling too. The thought of birthdays being stolen was really quite genius. Did he come up with that term? If he did, Elise was pretty proud of him even if she really had no reason to be. Nodding a little, she turned to face the Branxton.

"I'm sure you guys will."

He was a Ravenclaw, he could figure out what she meant.



Elise hardly noticed her hair being ruffled when Mika pretty much bounced into the Great Hall, looking like she'd swallowed the sun or something like that. The beaming was really quite blinding. Blushing a light pink, she ducked her head slightly in what was pretty much reflex now. Hide the blush before it got worse.

"Thanks, Mika," she smiled, meeting the other blonde Ravenclaw's eyes. "It's a team effort. I couldn't have captained half as well if I didn't have such an amazing, supportive team. You're all the best, so thank you. I'm really sure you guys'll get the cup next term." Or maybe not? Whatever happened, she couldn't be more proud of them. They had the best sportsmanship she'd ever seen, even if they hadn't won the Cup that term. Either cup.



Elise was not very discreetly staring at the Slytherin table, looking for certain people that she wanted to see before she left for the last time. Not just the boyfriend, but the bestie. Maybe even the Slytherin Quidditch Captain. She didn't want to leave on bad terms with people and she'd make amends with Montmoroncy on the train. If she could hold herself together long enough, that was.

Seeing neither of them there, Elise was somewhat disappointed but they were probably running late. Chris wasn't known to be early and Montmorency was probably trying to savour his last moments in the dungeons. Kat, though. Where was she? She was usually early for this sort of stuff, which struck Elise as weird.

Then, feeling a tap on her shoulder Elise turned around. Blue eyes meeting green ones, she got out of the bench and stood numbly for a while. Yeah, Kat. She was just going to stare at you for a little while, okay?

Stare.

Mika just nodded at what Elise had said – she was right. They had done a good job and heck not getting bent out of shape about their standings was the best part. Since really…the cup wasn’t the most important thing was it? Well…sure she wouldn’t have minded getting the house cup but they would, eventually. It wasn’t until she had over heard what Elise had said to Kat that she realized…miss her? Why was she going to miss her.

No…nope, no this wasn’t happening, the blond had just really started getting to know her captain and now she realized she wasn’t coming back. Grumble.Grumble. “So…um, I hope summer and things treats you well” she smiled softly a slightly knowing smile flitting across her face.

SPOILER!!: Awesome!Face Chocolate-loving Girl

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Honestly, the entire final week of school had practically been spent hiding out in the library. Not that Kendall really had felt the need to do that much reading, but after the dementors had apparently been all over the castle, she’d been afraid to go anywhere else. She’d gone back to the tower to sleep, using the last few knuts in her bag, but other than that, she’d been kind of a hermit. It was the last night, though, and the end or term feast, so she’d decided to venture out again. As far as she could tell, the dementors had gone elsewhere, and there hadn’t been any other creature invasions. Headmistress Truebridge probably wouldn’t have even let the feast happen if there was still danger, so she was going to venture out. Besides, she missed a lot of people who she figured hadn’t known where she’d been hiding, and she had to find Patrick at least to see if he could replenish her chocolate stash. It had gotten rather depleted while she’d been on guard against the dementors. She had enough to get through until the train ride was over if she rationed, but other than that she needed more. Plus, she just needed her boyfriend.

First, though, she headed for her own house table. The very mood in the room had tinted the pink streaks in her hair kind of purplish, with the rest of her auburn hair faintly indigo as well, but she didn’t bother worrying about that getting notice. Nobody really seemed to be trying to be observant anyway, although she’d listened in as Mo and the group he’d been sitting with mentioned cannolis, giving the younger Claw boy and the others a smile. She’d pulled out another small chocolate bar and started nibbling at it as she kept walking, looking for the perfect spot to sit at, intentionally dropping another onto the table in front of Mika. If anything, she knew the blonde would appreciate it, and the smile she’d sent with it before she settled into a seat not far from where Katrina was, well, being stared at by Elise. She figured she could talk to the blonde Slytherin later, once the now-hugging was done with, but she did give her another quiet smile. Quiet Kendall wasn’t normal, but she couldn’t find it in her to be hyper after everything else this term. Half the staff members didn’t even look like they were there yet, which made her suspicious. This wasn’t like every other feast she’d been to over her six terms at Hogwarts, and it was just weird and depressing and just bad.

And then her attention was taken by something being placed in front of her. It was none other than a bar, a delicious bar of mouth watering chocolate. OHMERLIN! She tipped her head up and beamed at Kendall. “Thanks Kendall – is this one of Patrick’s creations?” She asked beaming at the girl as she glanced at the mouth-watering morsel of chocolate that sat in front of her. It was nice that her fellow metamorphagus’ beau was the slytherin hero…hero of chocolate that was.

SPOILER!!: The Ogden

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Originally Posted by Eriin

Eyes straight ahead. If he glimpsed that harpy he might vomit on her existence. Mhm. So with a smile on his face, Garrick slid into a seat near Dora and propped his chin in his hand.

"Glad this year is over, everyone?" He was. He could get to the beach now. And like... he didn't have to worry about running into people (a particular person really) that were dead to him.

THIS WAS REASON TO SMILE BIGGER STILL.

Now where was Benjy? And Blue? WHERE WAS BLUUUUUUUE?

Then she noticed movement…someone had just slid into a seat not so far off from her and across the table. Glancing over she just blinked a bit. Ogden was smiling. Like HUGE smiles and all… ”Heck yeah this school year being over is nice, even if I’ll miss some friends…but not the food.” there was no way she would miss the food at all.

SPOILER!!: ETHAN&Minnie

its too sad to quote...so i didn't.

Shakespeare? Someone was reciting Shakespeare and glancing up she just felt her chin wibble slightly. Ethan was leaving wasn’t he? And that meant Minnie would be alone next term.

”Hey Ethan, Minnie” she gave them a quick BIG smile…even if it was a slightly sad smile. She’d miss seeing the awesome keeper in action.

Coming from the Ravenclaw tower, the seventh year wandered around the castle for a while, passing by familiar places. She remembered random events from the past seven years. She was going to miss Hogwarts and everyone here. And she couldn’t believe that she wasn’t coming back next year. With a sigh, Gwen found herself standing at the entrance to the great hall.

Here goes.

Taking a deep breath, Gwendolyn Greene made her way in. She soon stopped, quite close to the door. The Ravenclaw took a moment to give a quick look around the Great Hall. Letting everything sink in. The four house tables. The staff table. The banners. Everything.

With another deep breath, the Eagle walked towards her house table. Quite a few people were already there. ‘Hi everyone’, she said, doing her best to smile. Did it work? Maybe. Maybe not. She was too sad to be leaving in order to be able to give a genuine smile. But, in the same time, this end of term feast would be one she would remember for a long time. So she wanted to be a bit more cheerful.


One of the first Ravenclaws she saw was the Quidditch Captain. ‘Hi Elise’, she greeted her housemate. Hmm. The girl seemed to be upset. Wasn’t she a sixth year? That meant she still had one year left at Hogwarts. But maybe she was sad that her friends were leaving. Hmm. Anyway, Gwen decided not to ask anything like ‘are you alright?’. Because she herself was trying desperately to avoid that question.

So just ‘hi’. Just that.


‘Hi there’, she greeted another one of her fellow housemates. ‘Looking forward to the summer holiday?’ She was sad to be leaving, but that didn’t mean she was going to ruin other people’s good mood.

Gwendolyn gave a quick look around the Ravenclaw table, before drawing her attention to the Gryffindor one. Hmm. She would wait a while before going to say goodbye to the lions. For now, she would be staying around here.


Eventually, Gwen decided to take a seat. Since the table wasn’t that crowded yet, she picked a random spot, not far from the other students. As she scanned the place, her eyes fell on the blue on her uniforms. Alright, that made a small smile appear on her face. Being a Ravenclaw was just the best. Gwen couldn’t believe she had thought she wouldn’t be sorted into his house. Clearly, the sorting hat did a great job. Heh. She wouldn’t want to be in any other house.

Raising her eyes, Gwendolyn noticed someone sitting across the table. ‘Hello Mika’, she greeted her housemate, doing her best to smile once again.

Just please no ‘how are you?’ questions.


Glimpsing at the staff table, the seventh year noticed the Professors who were already sitting there. She was going to miss their classes.

Such a Ravenclaw.

But it was true. How could she not miss the classes at Hogwarts? Especially the Potions ones. Drawing her attention back to the Ravenclaw table, she spotted Kendall. They hadn't talked much lately. Anyway- ‘Hi’, she greeted the girl.


Alright.

Things were going well so far.

She was doing her best not to be sad at the feast. If not for another reason, she would remember this day, and she wouldn’t want to be all depressed. Though, her plan soon failed horribly once she spent more time at the Ravenclaw table. She was going to miss everyone. She was going to miss Hogwarts. And she couldn’t believe that seven years had passed so quickly.

Sigh.

So much for the positive attitude.

Close to the place where she was sitting, Gwen noticed the Ravenclaw Prefect. ‘Hi’


She couldn’t really tell how she was feeling at the moment. Happy? Sad? Enthusiastic? Depressed? All of the above? Just when she was taking another deep breath, she heard someone... bark?

*raises eyebrows*

Really now?